COVID-19 - Are we in Trouble? PART 1

People don't realize the gravity of the situation. I don't know if it's the lack of information, or plain stupidity. If people want to get infected, then that's their choice. The problem is your infection can infect the people around you. It's that simple. I am completely flabbergasted with the realization that people don't see this is as a concern, or even a threat. 

We are on our fourth week of enhanced community quarantine. It's not the most comfortable scenario, but i would have to say it's for the best. I am quite vocal with my stance with the government, but i follow guidelines and protocols, too. I am not selfish. It's a moral and social responsibility of everyone to not only think of yourself in situations like this. Because we're fighting something we can't see, i think it's hard for some people to take this seriously. 

Before i started running around my village, i needed to make sure that it's okay to do so. I keep a very safe (sometimes more than much) distance from people who pass by. I rarely go outside the house on other occasions except if i have to run errands. I don't do this not only for myself but also for others. You see, that's what wisdom is all about. To know if what you're doing is right or wrong, and how to make things wrong right. That's what makes us civilized human beings. 

I've always said that worst trait of a Filipino is discipline. I am not perfect, it's also a trait that i have to constantly remind myself of. Discipline is the one thing that hinders us all, as a nation, to succeed and prosper. If people only follow safe physical distancing from each other, and minimize going outside the house and only when needed, we could beat the shit out of this virus. Seriously. But alas, the problem is with the people. These are the things that we don't have to be reminded of. Again, wisdom. 

To my fellow men who cannot afford to stay at home because they have to work, my hats off to you. I cannot imagine the risk they take every single day because they don't have a choice. I feel privileged to have a roof over my head, that there's food on my plate, and that i don't have to leave the house at all because i am well taken care of. I cannot fathom their circumstances. 

And to the frontliners, who're called the suicide squad but because of passion and utter kindness, yet they're still taking care of our sick even if their life is in danger. Your dedication is admirable. Your sacrifice every single day of your life just to make sure we have recoveries instead of deaths is very much appreciated. Thank you!

I am frustrated for so many reasons. Why? Because we're all in this together. How can we beat this virus if we don't follow simple guidelines. These guidelines were imposed so we can flatten the curve, and go back to our normal daily lives the soonest possible time. I want to train Muay Thai right away, i want to go to my barber and get a fade, i want to walk around a park or a mall, and just take it all in without having to worry if i get sick. And the most important of all, i want to travel again and again.

For someone like me who likes to plan everything, the situation now makes me confused, shocked, and ultimately sad because all my plans have changed, and  i cannot look forward to the days coming ahead because i don't know what tomorrow will bring. I cannot write on my journal, and schedule activities for the week because i have none. It's these thoughts running through my head that make me uneasy, anxious and restless. I have trouble sleeping nowadays, and i wake up every few hours. I feel like the recent situation, and the lack of actionability from our government is making its way to my system. I am stressed to the core.

I am not asking for a cure, because there's none. I am not asking for the sun and the moon from the government, because we're a third world country, and we can only do much. But what i am asking for, and i don't think it's too much to ask, is for our government to have a plan of action. It's that simple. How can we, as a nation, battle this virus? What's Plan A, Plan B, etc? There should be options for scenarios. We cannot afford to lose track of the goal. People are dying, and more people are getting sick every single day. This is an urgent matter that needs to be solved right away. Ask for help if needed. The more people brainstorming to find solution to this crisis, the better. More importantly, we cannot act only when situations arises. We don't have the luxury of time. 

The virus have been present for months now, and we are on community quarantine for almost a month. The question to ask for is, are we flattening the curve? If yes, what are we doing right? Let's continue and do more. If not, how can we improve on it? It seems the government's lack of focus to the situation makes actions less efficient. There are so many unnecessary plots that need not be thought of. I am just being real here. I am not asking for a perfect government, because there's none. These people ran for office to serve the nation. I sincerely hope they serve the nation well. 

Otherwise, we are all in trouble. 

Photo Courtesy from HERE.

Travel Notes from Almeria, Biliran, Philippines Day 4

It has been 7 long years since I’ve explored inland the province of Biliran. But i knew back then, that i would go back. There’s just too many places to explore in this blessed province. I remember back then, i had little time because i was traveling to Biliran and Samar on a single trip, so i had to cut my days short to accommodate the places i wanted to see. I remember exploring waterfalls, caves and mountain springs. And of course, the century old church in Naval. Just less than three hours drive from Tacloban, and the world is different out there. I find that it’s a relatively untouched tourism destination, and there’s just too many beautiful places to go to, but found transportation and accommodations hard to get by, unless of course you charter your own transportation or pitch a tent or bring your own food. 

The people of Biliran are very nice. They are not chatty though super friendly, but very accommodating when you ask for help. In many instances, you don’t need to ask for one, somehow they can sense a tourist in need. Like finding a good place to stay in Higatangan or calming my nerves as i ride the boat going back to Naval. By the way, it was the start of a low pressure area so water was distinctly choppy, the sky gloomy but the smiling faces of those riding the boat kept me calm. 

It was also a good idea to do your island hopping on the start of your trip. I realIzed that towards the end of my trip. The weather wasn’t cooperating anymore. Good thing, i was able to go to Sambawan and Higatangan during those sunny days. 

On my fourth day, i went back to where i stayed 7 years ago. Agta Beach Resort is not your picturesque resort villa but it had a homey feel, and i would stay again the next time i am in Almeria. Surprisingly, there’s still not a lot of guests booked except for a handful of foreign guests together with their Filipina girlfriends. I even had a lovely chat with an  old couple who’ve been everywhere but swore on the Philippines as the top destination. She even told me that she was at the same beach 30 years ago. There was nothing except for a small nipa hut, and she would kayak her way to Dalutan Island like the hippie that she was together with her foreigner friends. 

I asked the lovely concierge if they happen to see the dogs i have in the picture. There was only one remaining dog and i couldn’t see it. How sad! If you’re a dog lover, you will have a grand time here. The dogs are just super friendly, and i don’t have a pet dog. As i said earlier, Biliran still lacks the tourist infrastructure that other provinces have. I think the reason why is that there’s no tourist here except for those from neighboring provinces. 

The islands i have visited alone were enough to make my jaw drop. Biliran is that photogenic, and don’t even get me started with the lush mountains and virgin forests. 

It’s hard to summarize Biliran in a word, moreso in a blog. It’s one of those underrated provinces in the country, but with too many unexplored and hidden gems. It evokes mysticism, like the sweetest water from the cave. The experience i had in Biliran is lovely, the second time around. Will i be back again for the third time? You bet. 

This is my second time in the province of Biliran. Check out what happened during my first trip there. Click HERE!

Travel Notes from Higatangan Island, Biliran, Philippines Day 3

The owner of Hagdan Annex where i stayed in Higatangan is such an enterprising man. He owns the Hagdan Annex lodge in town, and Hagdan Beach Resort as well. He owns a multicab that transports passengers around town. Together with his wife who’s the best host in town, they take care or their guests. His son, who was a former seaman and now a culinary student, makes sure guests have food to eat in the table. In the morning, the owner himself buys bread at the bakery for the guests to enjoy. Later on, i discovered that he is also the captain of the pump boat bound for Naval. 

What an enterprising man! 

I realized now through him that success is possible for men like him who manages time wisely, and learns to invest his money towards entrepreneurship. 

As i write this, i am in the boat bound for Naval. I learned that there’s a low pressure area in the country now, and the waves are incredibly high. The baranggay official and teacher who are seated beside me showed their utmost hospitality by assuring me that we’ll get to Naval safe and sound. Good thing, i was able to go to Sambawan Island and Higatangan Island before the change of weather. 

This is my second time in the province of Biliran. Check out what happened during my first trip there. Click HERE!

Travel Notes from Higatangan Island, Biliran, Philippines Day 2

Crossing the waters from Sambawan to Kawayan was pretty interesting. To start with, it was choppy to the T, and the wind wasn’t helping either. This is the reason why the usual 45 minute trip turned into 1 hour and a half. 

I arrived at Kawayan port, almost 10 in the morning. Rode a skylab (Similar to the ones you will find in Surigao Del Sur) type of transportation to get in time to Naval port for the ferry to Higatangan Island. There were a lot of confused stories and directions. Some say, the boat leaves at 11AM, others say at 12NN. Later on, i realized both were wrong. We left at 12:30PM. The trip to Higatangan was uneventful. I now know that it’s best to travel in the afternoon as the water is much calmer. 

Higatangan which has a small community of villagers is surprisingly less commercialized than Sambawan. Electricity is more spotty here, and cellphone is signal is also not as strong. Higatangan is comparable to Mararison which i went to about a year ago. The difference is that Higatangan is bigger and more flat. Mararison is much smaller that you can actually walk around the island to go to the market, church, etc. 

Trying to find accommodations is quite interesting, and made me realized how unresearched i am. But, settled at Hagdan Extension because of its price and proximity to the sandbar which is the piece de resistance of the whole Island. Enjoying San Miguel beer while watching the sunset is the ultimate tropical beach experience in the Philippines. Because there’s no other tourist in sight, and apparently in the island, i was able to bask in the glory that is Higatangan. Had a hearty dinner later on, and slept quite early - only to wake up again at midnight, and sleep again at 3AM. I have broken sleep here in Biliran, but naps enables me to survive the rest of the day. 

This is my second time in the province of Biliran. Check out what happened during my first trip there. Click HERE!

Travel Notes from Sambawan Island, Biliran, Philippines Day 1

Red eye flights are the worst. In Manila, you leave early to get to the airport on time. My flight to Tacloban leaves at 3:50AM, so i with no sleep, i left quarter before 1AM. Can you imagine that? 

It’s probably my 4th or 5th time flying to DMZ airport, as Tacloban really is the gateway to western and eastern Visayas. I tried flying to Calbayog once to get to eastern Visayas, it was a bad idea. 

My target destination for this trip is Biliran province. Actually, i’ve been to this province back in 2013. But because the weather wasn’t cooperating then, i had to forego my island hopping dreams and settled for the tour of the different towns in Biliran so it wall all inland tour. I remember visiting a couple of waterfalls, a century old church, and went for a short trip to taste the sweetest water ever. Needless to say, Biliran became a favorite of mine. Why? It’s simply is quite the charming town that nobody goes to. 

I arrived at the Tacloban airport swiftly, and boarded a tricycle to DupTours. The van left for Naval with only two passengers on it. After 2.5 Hours, Naval was in sight. To be honest, i totally forgot about Naval since i stayed the longest in Almeria. It’s also hard for frequent travelers to remember a specific destination, because chances are they all look the same. Can you relate to this?

Now, the trip doesn’t end in Naval. From the capital, i boarded a multicab bound for Kawayan. By this time, the intense heat plus the lack of sleep is getting the best of me. As it always does, the multicab left after they got the right number of passengers. Seemingly, the driver didn’t look friendly. But later on i realized, these people are actually one of the nicest bunch in Visayas. Way out of the way, i was dropped off at the port terminal away from the highway. I paid P16 for a 30 minute ride, and started negotiating for a boat bound for Sambawan. 

Most people do the Naval-Maripipi-Sambawan route, but weighing in on the cost, time and practicality of it all, I made the decision to go direct from Kawayan. I bought some basic supplies, which i later realized were all soft foods. Problem is, even though Sambawan is well-maintained, food and supplies are scarce in the island. But of course, i get it, it’s not a nearby island to go to. 

The journey going there was pleasant, as the water was calm, the sun high and less windy. Sambawan, as expected, is beautiful. What makes this island charming, and beautiful to many is its topography. There’s a hill you climb up to to see the rock formations bedazzled by lush green trees and starks of bouldered rocks. And of course, there’s the beach. The sand is creamy white and coral in nature, and water is clear as it can get. Because the weather was fantastic, i swam to my hearts content every after shot of my trust old rhum.

Later on, i realized that afternoons are the best time to head to and from Sambawan. Morning waters are choppy and downright out of this world. Electricity only runs from 6PM till the next day, as it’s powered by Solar energy. But as the night progresses, you will not need airconditiong system or even an electric fan. Just open the windows, and lull your sleep from the crashing waves. Tropical and beautiful, just the way i imagined it to be. 

This is my second time in the province of Biliran. Check out what happened during my first trip there. Click HERE!

In Memoriam - You Will Never Be Forgotten, Dr. Raul Jara

One of the reasons i think why early on i pushed myself to go out of my comfort zone and explore the world is that i thought i won't live long. Life is short, as they say. YOLO. If i would not live long, at least i have seen as much as i can in this world.

When i was still in my 20's, i had a rare heart condition called Supraventricular Tachycardia. Looking for a heart doctor specialist lead me to Dr. Raul Jara of the Philippine Heart Center. He became my cardiologist for a good three years, and would eventually help me identify the cause of my situation, and how will i be able to get pass it.

To be honest, i was not aware of the gravity of my situation, but it became clearer to me that i had an unhealthy heart. While most people of my age would go out and party, i would sleep early to go to a doctor's appointment the next day. I would still go out and try to become normal, but i always take extra caution knowing my condition is not normal.

I've seen many doctors, and i thought Dr. Jara was quite the character really. If you love music, going to his clinic was a treat. Blasting classical, and instrumental melodies was party of my appointment. It worked that his clinic at the Philippine Heart Center had good acoustics. I could still vividly remember him playing Sinatra in one of our sessions. It felt like i was in a jazz bar every single time.  

The very definition of cool can be described as someone with composure and absence of excitement in a person—especially in times of stress. He is that, and so much more. I remember that he would take my blood pressure. Instead of telling me what it was, he would go to his component system, change the music and play a different tune. Obviously puzzled, he would then tap my back and say "just relax". His calm demeanor makes his patients relaxed too. I would go to his clinic probably once or twice a month. And everytime i come to his clinic, he would always ask me if still smoke a cigarette. Disappointed at my answer, yet he would patiently tell me that smoking won't make me live long. He let me be. It's my life anyway. At a tender age of 20, with an unhealthy heart, i knew I would definitely not live long. 

He then prescribed medicines to me that i would take every single day, until now. For someone in his 20's to have maintenance drugs, it was a total game changer. I knew that what i have is serious. I would take the same medicines people thrice my age would take. Yet, i knew he was only looking after my welfare. Imagine, i am always the youngest patient in line that he would see during his appointment schedule. I think this made him interested to take my case to begin with.

On days when he will take my ECG, he would hum a tune every now and then. He would sing a line or two. Funny, that the constant background music he plays during our sessions has partly influenced my musical interest now. It's just that we are decades apart in age, but Dr. Jara and I can actually become friends. To be frank about it, he's probably the coolest doctor i know.

I am now in my late thirties, and my heart is healthy. I stopped smoking three years ago, and have been looking after my diet. I exercise regularly, and have become more concerned in taking care of my health and living a long life more than ever. I still take most of the maintenance drugs he has prescribed, and is seeing a new cardiologist. But i will never forget Dr. Jara. He was the first doctor i know, aside from my father. And i will forever be grateful to him for taking the time to look after me. It was a great honor.

A few days ago, i knew that a lot of doctors were in quarantine at the Philippine Heart Center due to COVD-19. Sadly, Dr. Jara was one of them. I knew that he was intubated soon after. Yesterday, i saw on Facebook that he passed away. My heart sunk. 

It has been more than 10 years since i last saw him, and it's so unfortunate that i was not able to even say hi to him after our sessions for years. I would have thanked him again and again for helping me become well. 

I am deeply saddened by his passing. To be honest, It felt like a part of me has died, too. He was one of the reasons why i am still alive now. He was instrumental in making me healthy, and guiding me to have a healthier lifestyle. 

My greatest passion is to travel the world. Every year, I would travel every month, to exotic beaches, and historical landmarks around Asia, Europe and Africa. And i would think now all of these were possible because of him. From hereon, I will remember him, everytime.

I will continue to explore the world when this pandemic is over. His advice would not go to waste. I will take care of my heart. I will be healthy. I will live long, and will forever thank him. Like what he always say, just relax. 

Rest in peace, Doc. Jara.  

Finally Arrived in Masbate - My 67th Province in the Philippines


There were so many firsts during my trip to Masbate a few weeks ago. For one, it's indeed my first time setting foot in this lovely island province. A year ago, i tried my first time via Burias Island from Paracale, Camarines Sur. It didn't go out as planned due to unforeseen circumstances. It seems luck wasn't really on my side. For two straight days, i was waiting at the ferry terminal so i could catch the three hour boat ride to Burias Island. Months before, i was already reading a couple of travel guides, and i was confident i will be able to get there as planned. And for two straight days, i just couldn't. On my last try, the kind gentleman at the counter sensed how desperate i was and said i could finally ride the passenger boat but i won't be included in the sail's manifesto. WTF. The adventurer that i am, i still walked going towards the warf where the ferry was, and was about to board when the loud thug from the overcast sky started vibrating. I told myself i really needed to take a hint. I walked away from the ferry terminal obviously disappointed, and helpless, and drenched from the awful rain. I left Paracale bound for Naga and then another van going to Legazpi to rebook my ticket, and cut short my trip because i had nothing else to do.

It seems i always have very interesting stories surrounding Bicol Region. Little did i know, i was in for some experience during this trip. 

I have always been fascinated with island provinces, and in my top three provinces in the Philippines - Kalinga, Marinduque and Siquijor, the last two are island provinces. 

Masbate is no exception.

It's what you expect to be the real and non-commercialized Philippines. Everything about it is so charming, from the lush green paddies after a quick rain, carabaos and horses roaming around vast rice fields, clear blue skies, and of course a stretch of white sandy beach without a soul in sight. 

Traveling alone can be a bummer sometimes, but because the people of Masbate are very warm and accommodating, it seems it doesn't get lonely too often. Picking Legacy Suites was also a good choice. Never mind that breakfast was forgettable but since i arrived in Masbate City i had developed the habit of waking up too early, like 4AM early. So the few hours before twilight, i would often use the time to research where i would be going. And during sunrise, i would often open the curtains and head out to the balcony and watch as the sun rises. 

Nobody also informed me, and i didn't know that Globe Telecom's signal was almost non-existent for the better half of Masbate City. But all of that aside, and if my circumstances were a bit different, i would be able to survive here for a pretty long time.

Of course, Buntod Marine Reef Sanctuary was simply amazing and the ride going there was smooth sailing. I also enjoyed drinking a bottle of cheap rhum together with my boatman on the other side of the island which was sort of my welcoming committee in Masbate City. I arrived back in the city and explored some more beaches across town. The next day, i rode a van for almost 50 kilometers away to Palani Beach where a long stretch of white sand was waiting for me. Spending a couple of hours there was more than enough relaxing time for me. Problem was going back home to Masbate City. On a Sunday, trips going back and forth to the city is hard to come by. With no choice, i hired a motorcycle driver to take me back in the city. Ripping the highways at almost 90 kilometers per hour, and wind, dust and stones throwing at me, plus multiple change of weather in the three hour ride, i arrived back in Masbate City with a sore butt, and an amazing story to tell. 

What' even more unforgettable is the fact that for two straight days, ATR Turbo Pop planes couldn't land at the airport. I witness how one flight had to circle around twice before pilot finally called it quits and returned back to Manila. After which, i had to think quick and think of a back up plan. I requested that my flight get rerouted to the nearest and visibly larger airplane, and that is in Legazpi. 

I stayed for another day more in Masbate City before i boarded a fast craft to Pilar Sorsogon, then a van to Legazpi City. And just like that, i am back in beautiful Bicol and this time around, Mt. Mayon showed off it's real beauty. 

Travel Notes from Basco, Batanes, Philippines Day 5

Probably the smallest airport in the Philippines is Basco Airport. Not surprising because it is also the smallest province, and in Sabtang the smallest baranggay. I am now waiting at the airport, after almost an hour delay. Since last night, the wind was strong and it has been raining non-stop. I pity those who’re just about to arrive and start their tour. I don’t know if it’s climate change, but January is usually the best month to travel here. 

I cannot miss this flight because tomorrow i have a flight to catch with some friends. I never plan on back to back trips but since my original flight to Batanes changed due to the Taal Volcano Eruption, dates have derailed, and i now have only 1 day in between to prepare. Before i left Manila, i already packed my clothes for this trip so my trolley is ready. All i have to do is be at the airport in time. 

But the usual me, i will extend for a few days to allot some time for myself. Go to my favorite places, and shop. 

Enjoying a glass of my leftover Merlot last night, i think about my trip here in Batanes. 

One, it’s the most beautiful province in the country. Two, internet is horrible here so it’s so hard to stay connected, research about places to go to and update my social media accounts. Three, weather is perfect and bad at the same time. The cool breeze is just so relaxing. You don’t need an AC room so you spend cheaper on rooms. Bad because plans get derailed, and you end up changing plans the last minute. Four, seafood is hard to come by but if you chance upon it, it’s unbelievably fresh. People here are meat eaters. I’ve attended a fiesta in Savidug in Sabtang, and almost all of what was served was pork and goat meat. And lastly, fifth, i think the people here are the most innocent and sweetest. You’ll know it when you get here. I think because geographically, there’s so far out from everybody, it works beautifully fine. 

Travel Notes from Sabtang, Batanes, Philippines Day 3

As soon as i arrived in Basco, my plans for the next few days changed dramatically. Even if i wanted to pursue my original plan, the problem with Batanes is you have to listen to the weather gods. I switched days - South Batan and Sabtang overnight because weather here has been unpredictable. I try to veer away now from Accuweather because it has not been accurate. The irony of it all. On my third day, woke up early again to go to Ivana port to catch the ferry to Sabtang. Oh my God. There’s just so many people. Good thing i arrived 20 minutes earlier, and not in a package tour. Que Horror! Anyway, these people are going for the day tour package. It’s sad that tour gets rushed, as the boat leaves at 12NN. Good thing, i have more time in my hands. I will stay overnight in the island, and just relax. 

The ride was mind blowing, too. I’ve never seen waves that tall. But i am quite confident since the faluwa was really well made. It was just breezing through angry waves like a walk in the park. We arrived safe and sound, to continuous rain in Sabtang. 

Because i didn’t avail any tour. I had to hire a tricycle on the spot. And because i am staying overnight, i can do the tour to all the baranggays and not rush. It was pouring when we started the tour as we climb up the mountainous ridges. This made the trip unbelievably fun and scary at the same time. As if the weather gods have been listening to my silent prayer, slowly the weather became better and the sun settled with the clouds. 

I’ve read somewhere that Sabtang is just like Batan. I have to disagree. It’s totally different out here. Even the shape of the mountains, and the coast is different. I get nods all the time whenever i pass through the smallest baranggays i’ve ever seen. My guide Romy is the kindest, most gentle. He is honest and polite. He works hard. And i respect a fellow like that. He brought me to the most isolated places in Sabtang and helped me through slippery terrain. Again, he managed to veer away from the crowds and i end up enjoying a spot to myself. 

Saving lunch money, we went to a random house in Savidug which is celebrating its fiesta. I had a feast on little crabs and sweets. Sad thing, i don’t eat pork. I realized, contrary to what people know, Ivatans are meat eater and you can see it in their built. 

We went to viewing decks that are built for Hollywood films, quiet barangays, and fishermen dock - all completely void of people. After 12, the scale of day tourists begin to leave. And overnighters are now enjoying the place to ourselves. The tour started around 8AM and ended at 2PM which is quite long. I had a grand time thanks to Romy. Staying at Pananayan Homestay boasts of a fantastic view of the light house and clear ocean. I opened my bottle of wine, which i have been looking forward to since i arrived in Batanes. Listening to chill music and enjoying merlot with leftover wakay chips, i savor the best moments of my trip to Batanes. I didn’t get much sleep that night because my body clock is so messed up. I slept at 6PM and woke up at 10PM. I couldn’t sleep until 1AM but had to wake up at 3 to catch the ferry back to Ivana at dusk. 

Travel Notes from Basco, Batanes, Philippines Day 2

Internet has been spotty the whole day. It’s hard to publish IG Stories, moreso research where to go. As soon as i came back to the homestay from dinner, i dozed off right away. I’ve been awake for more than 24 hours, and i am tired as hell. But tomorrow i shall do the South Batan Tour bright and early. I talked to JC and told him whatever it takes to avoid the crowds, and he said “let’s start at 6:30AM”. Lo and behold, our timing was perfect. We started the tour with only a handful, and instead we did the tour counterclockwise just so we avoid the heaps from tour groups. South Batan tour was more packed, and farther in terms of distance traveled. We went to a lot of places - white sandy beaches desolate of people, fantastic view points overlooking gorges, and even got sentimental writing a message for myself when i come back to Batanes. 

I believe that the hype is real here. Batanes is probably the most beautiful place i’ve ever been to in the Philippines. I mean, the view here is breathtaking. I’ve been to the isolated islands of Dinagat, and rugged terrain of Marinduque and even the far flung mountainous barangays of Zamboanga Sibugay and Kalinga but Batanes topography is out of this world. 

We finished all there is to see in South Batan. Sadly, my brochure wasn’t stamped in Yuyugan. Oh well, there’s always a next time. 

If my day wasn’t enough. JC told me a little secret. He told me where i can run and jog — Basco airport. Sssshhh 🤟🏽 Basically, that’s how my day ended - running across the runway, admiring Mt. Iraya on one side and pacific ocean on the other.